| I remember everything, the picnic in the park
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| How the rain played on the roof that night
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| And movies in the dark
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| I know you’re so afraid to sing
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| But baby, that’s my favourite sound
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| I love all this little things that make you who you are
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| And I know that we’re so far apart
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| I see a face when I look to the stars
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| Oh I
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| I’m so far from perfect, I get so insecure
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| But you you pour holy water over all of my flaws
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| And I’ll always be heartless, it’ll always be yours
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| And on your coldest of nights, babe
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| I’ll be there keeping you warm
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| I’ll be there keeping you warm
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| I notice how your top lip shakes whenever you’re mad
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| I can tell just when that smile is fake
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| I know that’s when you’re sad
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| And all these little memories, they play me like a melody
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| But I don’t want this song to end
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| It belongs to you and me
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| Oh, I’m so far from perfect, I get so insecure
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| But you pour holy water over all of my flaws
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| And I’ll always be heartless, it’ll always be yours
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| On your coldest of nights, babe
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| I’ll be there keeping you warm
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| I’ll be there keeping you warm
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| Whoah-oh, whoah-oh
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| Whoah-oh, whoah-oh
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| Whoah-oh, whoah-oh
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| Whoah-oh, whoah-oh
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| I’m so far from perfect, I get so insecure
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| But you pour holy water over all of my flaws
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| And I’ll always be heartless, it’ll always be yours
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| On your coldest of nights, babe
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| I’ll be there keeping you warm
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| (Whoah-oh, whoah-oh)
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| I’ll be there keeping you warm
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| (Whoah-oh, whoah-oh)
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| I’ll be there keeping you warm
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| I’ll be there keeping you warm |